Hurt Like A Knife

The times we had were rough and wild
Leaving me conscious, but frightened and blind
Where are you now, I don’t want to know
Do you now have what you’ve been looking for?
Passion is a weapon that may save your life

If you don’t care it may hurt you
If you don’t care it may hurt like a knife

Passion is a weapon that may save your life

All precious things arise out of the fire
All precious things arise out of the fire
Real hell is cold as ice

Album: “Songs To Soothe Your Soul”
Written by Barbara Fallmann & Eugen Maria Schulak
Copyright & Publishing: The Frozen Heart (Fallmann/Schulak)